Service! It is an English word, and yet, it is also a French word. It can mean "waiter" in French and if you say it as "a votre service" in French, it means "don't mention it" or "not at all".
How polite. Yet, here in the Little Red Dot of an island called Singapore, I personally find that service is far from dandy. It really mars the whole experience of whatever we are doing; in my case, eating.
This blog was started because of two girlfriends, who are probably very fed up (by now) with my grumbles and scrunched up face every time we go out and eat. My apologies, ladies. I shall try to be more accommodating next time.
Being an ex-wait person who worked overseas and in some hotels here, I just feel that more could be done. The government themselves are trying to up the service levels of service personnels as we speak!
I would not say that I would be a 100% good if I were to do the job now (as I am a little rusty) but as long as I am a customer sitting in a restaurant/cafe/eatery, I have the right to demand for basic, if not good service.
Let this adventure begin and let's see what joys, tears, laughter it will bring. Food is very much enjoyed when friends gather around to eat. Let us just see, if the wait staff can make our memories all the more sweet.
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